The indomitable task of making Nigeria one is a lifelong battle that had taken more than half a century to mature and still counting ,with no clear cut signals at getting to Nirvana.In this Prose-fiction,Ibikunle Laniyan ,the blogger tell a good story about the problem with Nigeria in a 600 page thriller of which excert are pulled out below.Enjoy the reading and be healed by history,nature's only golden book .
As the sunset rose through its murky waters ,Hafsat finally
heaved a sigh of relief ,in the new found home of a good Samaritan .Exuberant
on the Car seat as Femi drove her home on a pleasure trip once again ,as two
lovers , bamboozled by salacity and somewhat convinced by pertinence ,headed
for a honeymoon .His bows of love were strung,each drive took on a dimension of
its own ,with branded craft of steel , he had mastered for so long in manipulating ladies but not so fallaciously
,carrying clay pots of egalitarian propensity ,with them ,applying rigidly the golden rule in all circumstances
,that bars not gates of justice and freedom wherever they are mounted .His
libidinous breeze freshened but not faded but at last blew steadily ,on a
vertiginous plane .On Hafsat signals ,this shaft was thrust hastily into
immediate action and long before ,she could even come , to the realization of this good gesture ,Femi ‘s tarry to pay
homage to his love ,was safely back in check.Aclose fitting action ,for a girl,an
orphan thrown on the street by a wicked landlady ,whose cry and agony ,ambushed the good Samaritan vehicle ,at
dusk,in a 40 miles travel that ended in the adjacent street and Femi ‘s abode
that was next to the landlady property.Femi Alakija ,the son of a late oil
mongul ,Bashiru Alakija ,who left hundreds of filling station and a good score
of properties at home and abroad .Naturally enough ,she was delighted,to be
living in a well furnished apartment ,gotten by Femi and sent her off the street
.They had gone out once and she gave him
a phone call ,for the succulent outing, to discuss pledges,he made to her .
As they say ,one good
turn ,deserves another ,though in this
case ,Femi was still firing the first salvo .Thrusting behind her memory of anxiety
and distress,grief and despair ,she suffered since the death of her parent in a
ghastly motor accident ,on reaching Ore at Ondo State .Femi seem to have a
graet influence on her emotion and had somehow forced her to change her emotion
and once again ,give the a posterity ,once again .He had summoned other men to
a corporate meeting when her phone rang and the motion was abortive as he sank
bact to change the day’s plan for one single help.He could not endure the
thought of seeing this girl persist in that agony or at best being unhappy at
all.Perhaps,this was a device and a ploy to woo her love and not necessarily to
divorce her from distress .But which away ,he did change the course of her
history.He had grown so much impatient , to see her suffer again,even though
for whatever behind the help ,real or fake ,driven by passion for the needy or
driven by love ,Hafsat couldn’t have loved it .As praises ,were hurled ,new pledges
were made and as new pledges were made ,new actions were taken .The gates of
salvation and garrison of a good Samaritan was alert ,to engage vital action
and dispense favours.How time flies !She stood outside the gate ,wating for him
to turn out and in an hour’s time ,he zoomed across the Adebo street ,
her eyes glittered ,with newly acquired Porsche car ,Aston Martin and they set
out for a nearby joint for refreshment.
‘’I wouldn’t mind to thank you once again and again for the
good gesture .I can’t thank you enough for keeping me warm .Thank you very much
Femi .I appreciate that much and I must
say it was heavy in my heart .Thank you.’’
‘’Oh babe ,don’t worry yourself and by
the way , what are we friends for but methink that the most important
now is your education and your trade .You ‘ve not decided on what ‘re going to
do –a fashion designer , a beautician ,or just a trader .Tell me , what you are
gonna be doing ‘’ Femi ,a lovesick
maverick mayhem and a ladies man,said
,with a grit on his face ,steering away the wheel .
‘’Anyway ,as far as the trade is concerned ,I ve not decided yet but…‘’she fired pointblank
‘’Decide that quickly ‘’lip-reading coarsely her lissom lineament,Femi
cuts in.
‘’But you promised to help fund my education .’’ecstatic in
her voice as a low keyed manikin ,she gushed.
‘’Yes….but not anymore .I thought about it Yesterday .The new plan now is to
give you a lump sum of 200,000 naira to go into trading .You must be taught how
to fish .You know ,what am saying ..teach you……’’He gybed with gusto , as if battling
,in a gym and a gymkhana.
‘’Femo la master…you mean………200,…..what!’’her brows rose
hysterically , shocked to the barrow and
wheezing like a grampus.
‘’You can say that again …’’banging the steering away ,with
the pie eyed mien of eagle eyes , giving him a peck ,at the back and later re-adjusted back to her seat,to
resume banter .
‘’But why did you change your mind so soon ?’’she gurned
,with her oral gung-ho
“Girls In the Ivory Towers nowadays ,are no longer
responsible as it were , before independence and the first republic ,until the
eighties .This took a big hit on our value system which itself was a reflection
of the change in the Nigerian society .’’Belching and growling with the empirical
and historical penchant
‘’ You say what….?’’Gobsmacked with no placebo and nonplussed
with carthasis
‘’You hear me right are not responsible ,they are starkly
useless ‘’loosing his noddle ,glued to
annoyance and frank to a fault,to startle her
stance and paragliding her emotivity.
‘’Don’t say that to Women ,Please because they have a life
to live .It is wrong ,is not…………..’’Her defense wore a brawn
‘’Hey hold it there ,let me talk ‘’with petulant grim on his
rabid face , repeated it twice .
‘’Are you going to hold my mouth ?You are just coming from
the village and you have no experience ,whatsoever , about the City life .’’gruesome
grit cascaded .
She kept quiet and stopped
dragging with Femi as he intensely raptured himself with a frosty air of placid peevishness and masculine
hoopla as she jumped through the hoops of pesty petrification..He felt
obliged to tell her nothing but the gospel truth .
‘’See,let me tell you ,something ,as a good friend and not
as a lover .There is no need , to tell you anyway , in the first place and
later events would reveal that to you .When
you enter the varsity ,you would see it yourself and you may even be part of
them .It is a matter of time.’’
‘’No ,God forbid!’’grumpy feminism ,grulped its cadence
‘’That ‘s why you must be self sustaining. So,let’s talk about
another thing
Else………………’’
Then,he cooled his temper and lowered his stern eye .
‘’Please,tell me ,Please!’’She stood up again ,to hold him
tight and moved to the front seat .
‘’Please,tell me ,what is ?’’
‘’First ,of all , get your secondary school certificate but
now trading is very important for you to survive yourself.’’His admonition
seemed to land on a fertile soil in the presence of purposeful and rich man.
Hell bent on clarity
as a good Samaritan,he drove to a halt ,numbed with a nuke eyed dart at her
sickly reflection
‘’We have no need of bad blood between us and whatever goes
in the varsities and when you can fend for yourself ,you may be a good story
,providing exemplary leadership ,for girls out there .It would be a worse case
scenario ,should you not have a job or something to fall upon and fend for
yourself .’’She was admonished once again like a brother
She was intense and speechless ,with a fatigue of spasm,
mangling his bone,as he barely drove off .Still sozzled in that span of
sobriety ,they stopped again and now by the filling station .There ,he did the unthinkable .
‘’Hello ,babe ,Why have you suddenly gone quiet ?That
doesn’t have to bother you .It’s a common ailment out there .I came to your
place last week ,I met a young girl and in the course of our discussion ,he
told me ,about your late parent .She said ,your parent are very strict people
.So, be your parent self and be yourself .I ve noticed all girls are the same And
most virgin girls like you lose their
virginity in campuses .When you are informed about the girls,on coming to the
campus after admission ,when they come
to you ,with wiles and cunning lifestyle , you can sense ,see trouble and
protect yourself .Money cannot buy you if you are self sufficient and contented
with what you have .The most important
is work .Work!work!!work !!!’’
Not yet abated of the sickly pallor on her face ,Femi ,with
a triumphant face , unboarded the vehicle ,got down to his feet , to cool her
temper and slap out grief and opened up the surprise package .Working towards
to the station from the park but first , he glanced down at her inside the
vehicle.
‘’Don’t be annoyed .It is just plain gospel.Now , look here
,this is one of my late father’s filling station and I can assure you by Monday
, you’’ll be working here to raise the money .It’s just four months salary and
you can pump that into your business if
you like or stay longer at work .Forget the grant of 200,000naira .I ‘’ll be
talking to the manager for you .There is no free launch in America .Give me a break,just
a second ,I’’ll be back in a jiffy .’’
‘’Wait , some seconds ,let me ask you
something….wait….wait’’gesticulating out of the window for a tart slow down .
‘’No no ,now is the
time to wake up for your responsibility and very important .’’Hurrying away
towards the Manager’s office ,to woo the manager.Four or five of his staffs
,crowded around him,with greeting galore.
‘’Good morning’’ the first man Yayi said .’’Hello’s how’s
work ? Where ‘s your Oga ?’’
‘’He’s inside with the accountant ‘’He retorted
‘’Hello,Sir ,omo baba’’ the second man Alagbe , greeted as
if hearkenly alert with a fallen tone
‘’Hah…… hah ………omo baba ,hah..omo baba has come .How is home
Sir ?’’Moving closer to him.
‘’Home is fine and you how’s work?’’as he stood on his way
towards the office, exchanging pleasantries.
‘’Bring your back Sir ‘’the fourth man Bello ,replied trying
to struggle with the bag and aid him of the
little stress.
‘’Wow, don’t worry’’ turning the bag and guiding it with
other hand with eyes showing reluctance
and a little ecstasy.He had given no attempt to refusal and only tried to cling
to the demand at relieving him of the portfolio.
‘’Ha ,no problem ,let me relief you ,the manager is around
‘’
He stood up and stared intently and thoughtfully at Femi ,with eyes goggled out of its sockets but so soon acclimatized to its
ambience and 30 minutes later finished the discussion and ordered for her
employment.
‘’Hello Sir , we never meet for like six months now but why
?’’He inquired
‘’Anyway ,that is life for you but forget that I need you to
do something very urgent ‘’
‘’Am all ears what’s the matter ?’’His curiousity fizzled
out his concern.
‘’A girl would be coming here on Monday and I would demand
that you employ her .This is not wish but my command .Are we done?’’Femi baritone
voice instilled thralldom on his manager .
‘’Am okay Sir and so ,it shall be done.Your wish is my
command . ‘’
‘’But I’ve ordered ,Bello to give you the portfolio and
lodge the funds in the bank .So,that’s it ‘’They stood up coincidentally ,going
in the same direction as manager briefly escorted his boss to the exit door .
Heebie-jeebies escorted him like hedgerows moulted upon
hedgerows in a thick forest as some top staff crowded around him,bidding him
farewell and eye services galore engaged across the board as common in a typical Nigerian company .
Bello,the fourth man, who was in control of the portfolio was
eagerbeaver to follow his boss down to the park ,where it can be relieved of
the bag and disembark,later learnt ,it was the lump sum , to pay the worker’s
salary .
‘’Bye Sir,’’as Bello parted ways with him bidding farewell ‘’
Hafsat was happy on hearing the good news and summoned
courage for brighter days .
‘’There is no need to worry yourself bring your application
on Monday and tell him ,about me .Everything shall be done .’’
‘’You mean,that is it’’still marveled .
‘’Yea ,that is it ‘but don’t bother to call me because , I might
not be around ,in the next couple of weeks ‘’
‘’Please don’t leave me where are you going travelling
again?’’she was neurotic about it
‘’No, still in the country .I have a townhall seminals going
on somewhere around ikota,Lagos Island.My brother Bola would be handling the
seminals.We do it every week now .’’
‘’Oh,I can see because ,I saw the handbills posted at Arebo
Street .I know Bola is your brother .’’
He drove her off to Ayebo street where he headed to the island
club party .
‘’Thank you Femi ‘’as she unboarded the vehicle and moved across
the road to the next street ,where Femi ‘s
late father had 60 houses.
Struggling to express himself ,his assurance was all she
needed for a revival in life and a good Samaritan is like a cold water to a
thirsty water.
‘’I would not be around for about one or two weeks .But I would call you ,in case of a new
development.’’ And the scene closes .
Chapter 2
Nigeria became an amalgamated entity in 1914, and according
to popular saying , ever since, the trouble with Nigeria started .Are we truly
one ? A certain group of friends ,gathered together at a newsstand on weekend
,to regularly as it were for ages , discuss the critical issue of Nigerian
unity .Bola fired the first salvo and then rumble in the jungle was begun .
‘’Do you think ,we
are one in this country ?If you think so ,you are making a great mistake and I
would’t be a party to that.You must have
been deceiving yourself,for so long .If the report I heard about you was true,sorry
to say ,even though you are my friend , you are indeed ,the biggest fool of the
century .’’
‘’What made you think ,that the country cannot survive and
stay much longer together .I think ,if we practice full federalism and devolve
power gradually ,then we stand of chance of reviving the country
and make it work.’’Femi optimistic replied.
‘’I know you brandish that prejudice in favour of the hausas
,egocentric and greedy Ibo people .You haven’t learn and stop patronizing these
mercenaries of retrogression and demotion.You are not even ashamed to befriend
some of your friends ,who sold their
father’s grave to them .Can you
imagine that ?That bad company alone has clouded your judgement and your level
of rationality diminishes by the day .How many of them in the east are
selling their land to an average Yoruba
man?Yet they have bought 60 percent of lands in Lagos State .How can you say
Lagos is no man’s land and for your information,can you say that in kano or
kaduna to say kano or kaduna is no man’s land ?’’Bola lamented
‘’See, stop saying that and it is so because your people are
coward .They are lazy ,traitors and dirty people and they can’t compete with
the igbos-the most industrious people in Africa .’’ Ogechukwu countered .
‘’So Yorubas are cowards ,traitors and lazy now and yet you
are following them ,buying and selling in their land .You envy them so much and
still love their land and the huge market you cannot get from the east .That is
the kind of massive market ,that you could not get from the east,that you
wanted to die in Lagos .’’Bola
interrogated
‘’Which place ? Lagos is no man’s land ,my land .It is not
even Yorubaland and infact ,the true Lagosians are the igbos.The igbos work
hard to build lagos contributing 60 percent of internally generated revenues
.So,what are you saying?’’
‘’Shut up ,you minnow , Femi , see, you see what I was
telling you? You see ,can you see that now
?Can you say that in kano ? And you think ,mad men Fulani –Hausas would
spare you? There is nothing a Yoruba man ,would do for you that you would appreciate
him and you would still call him traitor at last.
Femi,I ve told you times without number ,these people are
not worth dying for.They are never
interested in the welfare of the Yorubas and only interested in the money they
can make in their land especially Lagos
massive market.Please ,stop trading with them.’’
‘’ Stop trading with what ?’’Femi bullied
‘’You hear me right!’’still insisted
‘’I think you are not honest with my business .How many of my Yoruba
people can buy 20 million naira plot of
land ,we are currently selling in our various estates in Lekki and Island .They have cash my
brother .’’
The two Igbos laughing hysterically to their
melodrama,intensely cherished the fanfare and the comedy of the day.And the
banter ‘s frenetic pace regurgitates its
verve.
‘’You seem to support them .Wait a minute ,which work do they do?So tell me-a shoemaker or a
washerman or shoeblaker?’’
‘’Go forbid!’’Ogechukwu resisted
‘’No wonder,importation of course .Now ,who is lazy person
,making cheap money ? Are they producing or building the local economy ?Yoruba’s
pioneered industrialism in Nigeria and are the true industrialists.
That is the only factor ,we all know like economists , in
which you can build a country .Now,70
percent of mass market importation in the country is under their control ,bring
all sort of rubbish into the country ,fake counterfeit and contrabands and
expired products including drugs among others .Everywhere ,a Nigerian go across
the world,most of the criminals in the diaspora belong to the igbos .They are
used to this blood money and far back at home after the civil war .The Igbos
were annoyed at how one Yoruba men could win the war for Nigeria against Biafra
with his diabolical and herbalist power .And so ,on coming to Lagos ,they took
to rituals and most herbalists
patronisers were from iboland and if you
go to the east ,many of them have sold their souls to the devil.Rituals on the increase and then
how many Yorubas have the mind to do juju now? .Because of massive importation ,enriching
only themselves ,they have directly or indirectly destroyed most of the
industries ,the Yorubas have labored to build before independence. .That is to
tell you the level of bitterness between
the two tribes .So,how are we one? ‘’
‘’Biafra must go’’Ogechukwu derided
‘’Have you not been fighting economic war against the
Yorubas , since the war ended in 1970s especially in Lagos ?We shall see where
you end it at last.You people start something ,you are never a Yorubas ,that invariable
is decked with the spirit of perfection .’’he responded immediately
This was rather surprising to Ogechukwu ,with the kind of
expression of embarrassment ,he had been wearing and to lay hold of clarity
that it was a true economic war was nothing but a shrewd remarks ,that baste
deeply .
‘’See, we must try and unite this country and I would not be
a party to its crash.please , resist being a tribalist.I beg you’’Femi
admonished his fellow brother .
‘’Stop deceiving yourself a fool at 40 a fool to the grave
.This country is over 50 years old and if it were a person ,would have been a
fool right down to the grave by now .We are only postponing the evil
days,wasting our talents and life and the talents of our great grand
grandchildren to come.Already,all prominent Yorubas ,their lifestyle ,had been
wasted for the last 50 years .Should we not take action now ,we shall be worse
than Hausaland in term of education ,in the next 50 years .Go and mark my work.
The problem started with first republic and we are simply a wild goose chasers
and what they could not do not ,we cannot do .’’
Kingsley listened intensively ,for a large part of the
conversation .All of a sudden ,tossed in anger,raised its momentum and pulses of the argument.
‘’poor man’’.He signed
‘’mind your tongue ‘’Bola blasted
‘’I pity you ,you need not to say this .You are the worst
tribalist I ve ever seen .Anyway ,your people are tribalists and it is your D.N.A.‘’kingsley
chided .
Bola for the first time ,to release tension ,burst into
laughter .
‘’And so,why are you laughing ? Is it not your people ,that
started tribalism ?You coward,betrayal and traitor ,lazy set of people ,agbero
and motor park touts,miscreants and uneducated set of fools .Na dem dem’’.The bastinado was so hypertensive that Bola ballooned into new
rave of hysterical laughter and they
lost their top ,when he threw his bombshell.
‘’Femi,see,the people you thought were your friends
,See,them and the affronts ,they hurl on your family.’’Bola scolded his brother
of wrong friendship
‘’don’t say that our people are the most educated set of
people in Africa ,Please,stop that rubbish .’’Femi reprimanded his ibo friends
for the first time .
‘’ Are you not a fool like your brother ? Who told you ,you
are the most educated in your wildest dream?The easterners are reserved that
glorious honour.’’Ogechukwu boasted
‘’Can you defend yourself?’’And Femi throws the gauntlet
,into a contest
Bola still laughing hysterically in a tail spin.
‘’See,the goofs ,the goons swollenheaded indigo dye of mortal animae that you made your friends all
because of money .’’Bola chided his brother once again.
Femi tried to pacify the inglorious panorama and its Pandora
box ,to no avail but the lies had burst
the lid asunder .Oge might be with his vainglorious thoughts , and that certain evidences would be
needed to be his proof of the defense
,he intends to vanguard .A brief vicious notion ,flicked in his mind but
certainly he knew ,it was hopeless,if he could not defend them.But as he swore ,
he would never allow any affront from the Yorubas once again but what was the
point of bragadoccio ,if he could not
defend his braggart.Certainly,the melodrama was ripe for marriage with reliable
statistics .By the time Femi had worked out the vain pacification, Bola was
ride-ready to unleash his bombshell and
munitions .So,soon,the rapturous event ,would choose for itself a hard blow .
Bola for years of personal revelation had an absurd
experience with the igbo who he knows as mean spirited folks,trying harder to
get over their lies about the Yorubas,sometimes ,when it mattered ,keeping them
at arms length .He had tried severally not to be caught into tribal superiority fights with
these igbos ,especially at the newsstand ,but the matters incessantly ,let out
all the seams so that the attempted concealment is invariably left in public glare .It was too dull ,depressing
as no one seemed to notice ,the years of isolationism of what needed to be told
often been avoided by whole caboodle left open for ill treatment due to
humiliation involved and fear of telling the truth and the unproven stigma
involved.Now two brothers ,met them again
at a newsstand and once again,
tribalism,a burning cauldron was brought out once again.And thus the gybes in a
murky waters began its contest ,that only history ,with evidence ,can provide.
‘’ Don’t you know, you are
insulting my person ,before my brother ,You should know and be able to
balance the truth and not people to tell you lies .Go through history books
,discover the truth and let it set you free.You know the problem with the igbos
is that they allow themselves to be easily deceived by their scholars .For you
to allow,somebody,to think for you is the highest level of illiteracy ,there is or you can found in modern
world .Some of your informed people ,the few objective ones,though hard to find
still know that Yorubas are the English of west Africa.That is to tell you
education belong to Yorubas.Just take it like that. But majority are write off…………………contd